Jiang Beiying felt that no matter what time it was, he would not pay attention to this kind of little boy running around on the street, let alone stop his steps because of their naughty obstruction. Joke, his dignified son-in-law of the Gangneung Group, the future heir, will compete with a bear child on the street?

Of course, the premise is that this bear child will not flicker and flicker, nor will he knock people out as soon as he makes a move.

When Jiang Beiying woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in a bedroom. He suddenly became vigilant, got up and looked around, trying to open the door and escape.

The door was unlocked, the handle could be twisted, and he could clearly see that the latch in the crack of the door was unscrewed by him.

But the door just wouldn't open, as if it was glued, and it didn't move.

This doesn't make sense. He immediately thought of the elusive little boy.

The little boy looked about the same age as Jingli. Just before he fainted, he first found Jingli, and then bumped into the boy.

And the two boys he saw successively seemed to be able to easily defeat him, an adult man. But Jiangbei Ying didn't feel frustrated at all.

He felt nothing but weirdness, and at the same time, deep fear.

The enemy is on his back, but he doesn't know who the opponent is. He has calculated many people, even the wise eldest brother is among them. He knows better than others how terrible this kind of plot hidden in the shadow behind people's backs is.

Now, I have been calculated.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river. He doesn't lose. But he was afraid.

The windows could not be opened. After trying a few times, Jiangbei Ying gave up completely. He'd seen the methods of these people, and if he used something like an enchantment, he wouldn't be able to get out even if he broke the window.

Jiang Beiying sat back on the bed, looked at the closed doors and windows, and slowly calmed down. As long as he didn't face Jingli, he didn't have to worry too much. The blessing of the killing god will definitely protect him. The other party may not know that he has the imprint of the god-killing god on his body, and he is not on the street now, as long as the other party tries to work against him, he can immediately summon the god-killing god. Now he is not on the street, there are not so many taboos, he wants to do it, and no one can stop him.

Jiangbei Ying, who had calmed down, lay down again. He hadn't slept for so long, and he didn't want to sleep anymore. Now there is nothing to do, and the mobile phone is not available, so I observe the room boredly.

The room was not big, the bed was placed on the side, and there was a whole wall of bookcases at the end of the bed. The bookcase, which extends to the left hand of the bed, is a desk with many books on it. The bay window is connected to the bed, and a pot of grass is placed on it, which looks a little strange and smells quite fragrant. On the wall behind the door are a school uniform and a school bag.

It looks like the boy's room, and it has a student atmosphere.

He began to think carefully about when he had caused another Jingli. He Jiangbei Ying has offended many people. But most of these people were ordinary people, and those who had neither money nor any special abilities could naturally invite cultivators to take revenge. And those who are rich and powerful, he deals with them secretly, and never leaves a trace on the surface. Could it be that what's going on?

"Jiangbei Ying, who have you offended?" He muttered to himself, never drawing any conclusions.

And the other party, as if they had forgotten him, kept this doubtful prisoner in this room,

Until the sun went down and it was dark, no one came to visit the house.

Jiang Beiying even thought that it would be good to torture him even if someone came to torture him. At least let him know what the hell was going on.

In fact, the kid who brought him back has been cooking, cooking, washing dishes, mopping the floor, and cleaning after locking him in his room and sealing the exit......

It wasn't until half past nine, when the child had finally finished his heavy chores and was about to take a shower and go back to the house to do his homework, that he remembered that there was still a wanted criminal in his house.

When Qing Soul knocked on the door of the prison painting and told her about it, the prison painting was about to sleep for a beauty sleep, and was very dissatisfied with the green soul for disturbing her at this time.

Fortunately, there was also a sober male owner next door, who realized that the prisoner inside still had the imprint of the god-killing soul on his body, and it was a timed bullet.

To be honest, in terms of strength now, Xue Yan didn't think that Killing God would be such a desperate opponent. At the same time of vigilance, in fact, there is also a bit of eagerness to try.

However, after realizing that Xue Yan had this idea, he immediately sobered up, and strongly opposed Xue Yan and Jiangbei Ying's action. After all, Jiangbei Ying has lost power, and it is really not worth taking such a big risk to kill such a guy.

So, after some discussion, Prison Painting, Xue Yan and Qing Soul made a bold and ridiculous decision.

Let the unicorn Xiaobai test the waters first.

Since Xiaobai learned to speak, he has been with prison paintings and black horses every day, and he doesn't know that people in this world are sinister. So when Qing Soul arranged for him to go to his room to help him guard the door, although the prison painting and Xue Yan on the side felt that this excuse was a bit unbearable, Xiao Bai himself didn't feel that anything was wrong.

It also doesn't want to think about why the gatekeeper doesn't call it a dog, but this unicorn.

Just when Jiang Beiying was thinking about life and was hungry and growling, the door was suddenly pushed open.

The little boy stood in the doorway.

"What are you trying to do with me?!" Jiangbei Ying sat up from the bed. He had just found a knife in his bag, hidden under his butt. Of course, he did not expect to defend himself with this knife in a critical moment. The knife was kept for himself. Once the other party makes a move, he will cut his finger as soon as possible and wake up the killing god with blood.

When the time comes, he can't be blamed for mutilating the flowers of the motherland.

But what he never expected was that the little boy did not enter the room, nor did he answer his words, but gave way to the place of the door.

**OSS is coming! Jiang Beiying's eyes stared at the door without blinking. He wondered who had driven the boy to imprison him. The man standing behind must have a familiar face, with a deep hatred to accuse him of his crimes, and then send the little boy to kill him.

When the time comes, he can counterattack by killing the gods. It's sour to think about.

Just then, he saw a snow-white, hairy face.

"W-What is this?!" Jiangbei Eagle was startled, and when he looked closely, he saw a snow-white animal walking in. It looks like a dog, but it is much bigger than an ordinary dog, and there is a horn on its head, which looks very familiar.

"Huh? Who is this idiot? Xiaobai saw Jiang Beiying sitting on the bed and asked dissatisfiedly.

"An old friend who helped you come back from the dead. Treat him well. Qing Soul said, and took the door with his hand.

Jiangbei Ying finally remembered at this time. This guy is the unicorn Xiaobai who killed the god before and resurrected in Mengcheng! It is precisely because of it that I have been blessed by the God of Killing!

This realization sent a chill down the spine of Jiangbei Eagle. The other party actually knew that he had something to kill God to bless him. Moreover, he also took out the unicorn that killed the god and resurrected him to deal with him. Even if he summoned the God of Killing, he was afraid that he would not do anything to the unicorn.

So how should he deal with it?

Touching the knife in his hand, fine beads of sweat appeared on Jiangbei Ying's forehead.

"Hello! Shall I talk to you? ”

The next morning.

Jiangbei Eagle had two huge dark circles under his eyes, drowsy. But the constant noise in his ears always pulled him back, crushed, and crushed him when he was about to fall asleep.

He was on the verge of a breakdown. I thought that the unicorn Xiaobai came in to have a vicious fight with him, but I didn't expect that the "chat" that Xiaobai said when he entered the door was really "chat". This chat, just chatted all night, it was still a one-sided chat, and I couldn't intervene at all. Xiaobai began to narrate from the first time he met A, and kept talking, talking all night before talking about the "wonderful" clip of himself following the killing god to the end of the world.

At this time, Jiangbei Eagle was about to be unable to hold on. In the end, when Xiaobai was about to start narrating how the God of Killing was looking for the unicorn corpse for him, Jiangbei Ying finally fainted.

I was stunned by the chat.

But the people outside didn't know, and when they learned the fact that Jiangbei Ying had fainted, they also praised Xiaobai and praised him for being "quite wise".

Xiaobai was very puzzled, although it sounded like a good word, but why was he "quite wise"?

Sitting around Qing Soul's bedside, Prison Painting and Xue Yan began to study the mark on Jiangbei Eagle's neck. It is the imprint of the divine consciousness of killing the gods, not just a totem and a charm on the surface, but also the divine consciousness of killing the gods attached to it, and it is a hard weapon of real swords and guns. If this mark is not removed, Jiangbei Eagle will not be attacked.

"This god-killing is really difficult to do, it's obviously a god-killing god, so you have to worry about saving people." Prison Painting complained.

Xue Yan raised his eyebrows and did not speak.

"Hey, you said, there is a specialization in the art industry, he is a murderer, will he not be very professional in protecting people? Is it possible for us to counterattack? ”

Xue Yan nodded, but that expression looked perfunctory to Chi Guoguo.

"I'm serious!" Prison painting is a little angry. Speaking of which, I still have to blame myself. If it wasn't for his hypocrisy, he had to use what Jiangbei Ying was most afraid of to deal with him, how could he be up and down now? After all, this is the enmity of the parents, and they don't let each other pay for their lives, so they don't feel right.

"I'm serious. Killing gods will only kill, not save people. ”

"Of course I know, I don't want to emphasize this, I just want to say ......" The prison painting felt a little difficult to talk to Xue Yan for the first time, and was about to explain his central idea, when he suddenly realized something, and grabbed Xue Yan's arm.

"Xue Yan, you say, is there any way to let him die naturally?"

The corners of the man's mouth turned upward, revealing a smugness.

"Yes."